Even New Yorkers Have Trouble with the New Labels

It's Too Hard Pretending to Be Who I Already Am

Metrosexual: Have you gone to that hair salon I told you about?

Scruffy artist: I walked by...

Metrosexual: It's beautiful.

Scruffy artist: I can't go in. It's too hipster.

Metrosexual: No! It's anti-hipster.

Scruffy artist: Well, I can't do the cultural math.

via Overheard in New York, Jun 4, 2007

PuBlog: Audrey and the mini-caribou burgers

After many weeks of hockey watching in local bars and living rooms, it was a shock to attend the garden party at Stornoway hosted by the Leader of the Opposition, the Hon. Stéphane Dion, and his wife, Janine Krieber. No one talked about hockey! I didn't know everyone! I didn't have to bring beer!

It was exciting to sample the various canapés on offer. I ate:

· Smoked arctic char with mascarpone in a fennel dusted crepe (Nunavut)
· Caribou burgers (Northwest Territories)
· Wheatberry salad with lime and coriander (Saskatchewan)
· Creamy lobster bisque (New Brunswick)
· Lowbush cranberry brulées (Yukon)
· Rumballs, featuring Screech (Newfoundland and Labrador)
· "Sugar" pie, with wild blueberry compote (Quebec)

I did not eat:
· Tortilla chips and salsa
· Salt and vinegar potato chips
· Hickory Sticks
· Cookies
· Hamburgers
· French fries
· Pizza

My favourite canapé was, of course, the mini-caribou burgers. I'd told everyone that I hoped there would be mini-burgers there, and I was not disappointed - the burgers were fantastic.

Photo: Audrey / Hand modelling: The IO

Things we noticed on our field trip to Westfest

Many polite youngsters in this town can hang out enjoying themselves and they don't seem to smoke cigarettes.

Photo: Coyote

A longer line-up at the Bridgehead than at the Starbucks.

Not enough rowdy drunk people to make Audrey feel like she was at a proper festival.

Kathleen Edwards is nice to look at if you can get close enough to see her.

A man on roller blades wearing a kilt.

Although the Works only serves hamburgers and cheeseburgers on their patio, if you go inside and ask if you can have a poutine to-go because you have an American friend here for only two days who has never had poutine, they will quietly bring one out "on the house" for your American friend and it is not at all a bad poutine.

Photo: Coyote (on food setting)

Westboro is really nice. Too bad it's in Westboro. . .

Fourth Dwarf on Facebook

When I first heard about Facebook, I assumed it was the devil's tool. I still think it may be. 4th Dwarf announced last evening that he is a proud Facebook user and that he has lots of "friends", including an ex who solicited him to be her "friend" moments after his setting up the account.

I asked Dwarfie to explain what he does on Facebook and he said, "I talk to my friends." He seemed pleased with himself. He also talked about the "wall", and I never understood what this was all about. Writing on the wall? Everyone sees the writing on the wall? I don't get it.

Dwarfie was particularly proud of his Facebook photo which he said was very flattering. Congratulations to 4th Dwarf for being the most technologically advanced Irregular!

Ooops

I meant to post this on this blog.